'Empress Wa?'
This title made Shao Zifeng think of that legendary woman.
That woman who clearly had exquisite mud sculpture skills, yet always chose to be lazy...
With a flick of a vine covered in mud and a hands-on-hips shout.
"Come out, mama's big boy!"
Shao Zifeng was lost in wild thoughts.
Although curious, the sight of the previously sparking electric arcs made him firmly choose to follow his heart.
If he could have his way, Shao Zifeng wouldn't want to know these big shots with names that sounded so impressive.
But that old dragon wouldn't stop blabbering, his voice incessantly echoing in Shao Zifeng's mind. He swore he was forced to know these details.
Qiuqiu hugged Shao Zifeng's hand, opening his toothless mouth to gnaw on his fingers.
Seeing Shao Zifeng a bit distracted, Qiuqiu thought he had become angry from the biting.
He quickly let go and climbed onto Shao Zifeng's shoulder, rubbing his cheek, which was still devoid of fully grown scales, against him.
